The emperor's glory rose by hundreds of feet, and Ye Futian held the halberd of time and space, carrying the monstrous killing idea, slowly flying into the sky.
The blood-stained clothes seemed to have turned into gold, hunting in the wind.
In the battlefield, countless people looked there, even the strong in the holy realm, they all felt an aura that they needed to be awed. Even if limited by Ye Futian's own power, the innate imperial intent seemed like Let people worship, and all sentient beings are crawling.
He is the only one in this world.
Xia Sheng's heart was trembling. He thought that Zhisheng's blow would be enough to make him unable to stand up even if he could not kill Ye Futian.
The loss of the peak combat power of Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, and Yaya, if the jihad continues, it will still be a disaster for Ye Futian. After all, everyone will kill him. Knowing the saint destroys the balance of the holy war. If the characters intervene, he can naturally prevent the jihad from continuing.
But Ye Futian, he disagreed, and stood up again, as if burning his own life.
What level of breath is that breath
Xia Sheng was speechless. He thought that he could control one or two in this holy war, but now he understands that today's battle is no longer for him to decide the outcome, and Emperor Xia needs to judge it himself.
Zhisheng's shot, Hua Jieyu borrowed the empress's thoughts, the Void Sword Saint returned, and Ye Futian burned the emperor's glory.
All this is beyond his control.
Li Sheng, Jiang Sheng and others also had their hearts beating. This battle surpassed everyone's expectations.
Even Ji Sheng, Xihua Shengjun, Zhou Shengwang, and the saints of the endless sea did not expect it.
No one would have thought that this battle would be so tragic, no one would have thought that Zhisheng himself would lose his life in exchange for his life.
No one knows what will happen next.
"He is at the end of the crossbow, kill him." Ji Sheng stared at Ye Futian. His killing desire for Ye Futian rose to a level again, and he was too dangerous.
Since he doesn't agree to end there, then die.
Of course he knew that Ye Futian had been severely hit now, and he was now burning out his strength and fighting.
He doesn't care about Ye Futian's secrets, but now, he just wants Ye Futian to die here.
Ye Futian's immortality will be a disaster for the Holy Light Palace.
"Kill him." Bei Ming Shengjun also said coldly, and the battlefield that had been calmed down suddenly turbulent again, countless strong men rushed towards Ye Futian's body, obviously, they all have the same thoughts as Ji Sheng.
Today, Ye Futian’s wife, Hua Jieyu, was killed in the holy war. Ye Futian survived this holy war. Who can take care of the seven holy places that participated in this holy war
It's already immortal, so I can only leave Ye Futian's life today at all costs.
In other words, there are no more seven holy places, but six holy places.
With the fall of Zhisheng and Kong Yao, Zhisheng Cliff will be completely reduced to history and wiped out.
Since then, Kyushu, no longer knows the holy cliff.
The army came towards Ye Futian, and Dao Sheng and Qin Zhuang also came to Ye Futian.
"Take care of Yusheng and Jiuge." Ye Futian left a voice, and then his dazzling body rose into the sky, turned into a flash of lightning, and moved in one direction.
There, three people wanted to evacuate the battlefield. They were the three alive among the nine powerhouses from the emperor's realm.
Seeing Ye Futian killing, they turned around instantly, the sacred weapon in their hands was assassinated, and thousands of golden threads were cut towards Ye Futian.
A ray of light directly penetrated the void, and with a puff, one of the strong men's head disappeared under that ray of light.
The other two saw the heart trembling violently, and their bodies quickly retreated and fled.
An astonishing mental power attack came directly, and their heads seemed to burst, as if they could not think, and there was no chance to think anymore. The halberd of time and space directly penetrated the two heads, killing them directly.
"Boom." Above the sky, the gathered powerhouses gathered to attack. Ye Futian looked up and saw an irresistible force born from the vast void, and the space solidified.
Ye Futian stepped on the footsteps, the halberd of time and space swallowed an unparalleled brilliance, and the emperor's intention merged into the halberd of time and space, urging stronger power.
Raising his arm, the halberd of time and space assassinated his body, his body turned into an extremely bright light, endless particles burst out, and the void in front of Ye Futian seemed to be shattered and exploded, and wherever he passed, the body of a strong person Being torn and shattered, the light directly penetrated through, and blood rained all over the sky, and countless corpses fell towards the sky below.
Under a halberd, all kill.
Seeing the rain of blood in that space, countless people's hearts trembled, are they the end of the force
However, who can stop Ye Futian at this moment
Those who wanted to kill them all felt trembling.
"What are you still looking at, you won't kill?" Xia Sheng yelled at the lower air battlefield, seeming to be speaking to the strong man on the side of the Most Sacred Dao Palace.
Everyone reacted, looking at Ye Futian's crazy figure, their bodies were also burning with monstrous killing intent.
"kill."
"Kill..." One after another shouts trembled between the heavens and the earth, and all the powerhouses on the Dao Palace side began to fight again.
But the six great holy land powerhouses feel cold inside, Xia Sheng, is this showing his position
The golden ape's body stepped into the sky, and Saruhiro smashed down with an infinite ruler, sweeping everything.
Gu Dongliu surrounded his body with nine characters, endless nine characters madly killing.
Ye Wuchen's life soul was suspended, and the emperor's sword intent was faintly blooming.
At this moment, they had only one thought to kill the six great holy land powerhouses.
Xia Sheng, Li Sheng, Jiang Sheng, and Yue Sheng were all standing in the void, guarding the direction where Ye Futian was. They had to guard against them.
"The previous matter, I will report to Emperor Xia, if you participate in the matter of knowing the saint, Emperor Xia will judge by yourself." Xia Sheng said lightly.
"Why did Zhisheng take action with me? It's just that Xia Sheng suddenly walked to the battlefield, and I stopped it." Ji Sheng said coldly.
"You explain to Emperor Xia." Xia Sheng didn't look at him, but said coldly.
Ji Sheng looked embarrassed and swept down, only to see Ye Futian carrying Emperor Guanghui all the way to kill, unexpectedly, to kill the powerhouse of his Holy Light.
"He won't hold on for long, attack from a distance." Ji Sheng said coldly, and many Holy Light Palace experts appeared in front of Ye Futian, and the sword of light crazily attacked and killed.
Ye Futian seemed invisible, and directly rushed into it with the emperor's brilliance. When all the attacks approached him, they were shattered into nothingness. The halberd of time and space swept out, and it was a rain of blood that no one could stop.
"Ji Ya be careful." Ji Sheng shouted and said to Ji Ya who was fighting Tianxin in the sky.
Ji Ya turned his eyes, and saw Ye Futian killing towards him. With a loud noise, his body separated from Zen Master Tianxin. When Ye Futian was killed, his body burst out with the brightest holy light, shooting straight towards Ye Futian. When he came out, his body seemed to be burning, turning into a ray of light.
A golden light, a pure white light, the two lights merged together in an instant, and then separated.
Ye Futian and Ji Ya turned their backs to each other. Above Ye Futian's body, the emperor's brilliance was still shining, while the light on Ji Ya's body continued to dissipate. The blood flowed out of his mouth, and his body gradually cracked.
"No..." With a loud roar, Ji Ya shattered and turned into nothingness.
Ji Ya, the second strongest in the sage list, died.
Who else can he not kill
Many experts from the Temple of Light besieged and killed, looking at the dazzling emperor's brilliance above Ye Futian's body, they did not dare to step forward and forgot to attack.
Now, in Kyushu, under the holy realm, Ye Futian is afraid that he is truly invincible.
Ye Futian coughed, and there was blood flowing down the corners of his mouth. Naturally, he was not injured by Ji Ya, but he himself was seriously injured. If it were not for the burning of the emperor's will, the blow of the sage would be enough to make him His fate, he was able to stand up, already burning the power in his body madly.
Seeing this scene, the strong man in the Holy Light Palace was immediately ready to move, and the powerful aura swept out, Ye Futian glanced at the crowd indifferently, the halberd of time and space was put away, sitting cross-legged in the void, and the soul of the piano appeared in front of him.
His ten fingers fell on the strings, and with the first note beating, tears appeared on the corners of his eyes.
He thought of the first time he learned the piano. At that time, in front of the cabin in Qingzhou Academy, the teacher Hua Fengliu taught him to play piano. The fairy liked to hit him.
He still remembers the beginning of the love relationship that year. After Qingzhou Lake held hands, the two confirmed their relationship. He sent Jieyu home and stayed there. He was driven out of the room by Jieyu, and he sat outside the house and played for one night.
He still remembered that in the Donghai Academy, Shigong taught him to learn the piano, he played, and Jieyu lay on his lap all night.
The past is vivid, piano music, accompanied by the two met and fell in love.
Others are still there, Qin is still, where did she go.
The sound of the piano came out, a song in the floating world, inspired by the imperial intent, and it is the real emperor's song.
In the sound of the piano, there are infinite emotions, endless sadness, and endless killing thoughts.
The strong of the Holy Light Palace launched an attack, but saw a terrible storm of piano sound around Ye Futian's body, and all the rules of the law were dispersed, and the piano sound disappeared in smoke.
The sound of the piano is getting louder and louder, resounding through the vast battlefield. The powerhouse of Holy Light who besieged Ye Futian only feels that his spiritual will is out of his control, and even the flow of spiritual energy between the surrounding sky and the earth is not controlled, and there is space to solidify the power of the rules. When they were born, their bodies seemed to be absolutely imprisoned.
The five fingers of Ye Futian's right hand stroked across the strings, and a sonorous sound came out, and the sound of the piano directly penetrated into the eardrums of the surrounding powerhouses, turning it into an invincible killing force, tearing the spiritual will.
"Boom!" A strong face instantly paled, stopped thinking, the sound of the piano fell, his will was erased, and his body fell towards the sky.
That storm of piano sounds is getting more and more terrifying. With Ye Futian's body as the center, the bodies of many Holy Light Palace powerhouses are trembling, and they continue to fall downward, being obliterated by the invisible piano sounds.
The blood-stained body sits in the air, the sound of the piano is long, penetrating time and space, even the characters in the holy realm appear in a trance at this moment, as if they are witnessing the legend of an emperor!